The wife travels through time and space to honor her husband: The heirless prince raises a child

Qin Bi wasn't exactly happy; she chuckled lightly, a hint of disdain flashing across her lips.

This fictional world of cultivation is indeed lacking in rainfall, but not all rain and snow are rare. The reason why the heavy snow summoned by the Rong King's Mansion this time is so coveted is because of the small luck group.

The Little Auspicious Cloud is one, but it doesn't play a significant role.

There's no other reason than that the little auspicious cloud is only the size of a palm and hasn't grown up yet.

Qin Tan, after all, was a county magistrate from the Qin Yan Marquis's mansion who had passed the imperial examinations. Unlike Qin Lang, he was not as carefree. He frowned and asked, "Doesn't Qin He know that the Rong King's mansion summoned snow from a few small clouds?"

The guard replied, "He probably doesn't know."

If they knew, they wouldn't have sent several noble families to collect snow; it would be too embarrassing. Ordinary snow and rain are of little interest, but if it's snow and rain that carries good fortune, even the guards gathering information wouldn't mind collecting some.

The guard remained expressionless as Qin He summoned the snow, telling him to keep it for himself.

Qin Bi waved her hand, and the guards withdrew. Qin Tan's face was not good. Qin He's embarrassment was not only for the Xue Prince's Mansion, but also for the Qin Yan Marquis's Mansion, which was being ridiculed as well.

At least it snowed a little, which is better than nothing.

Despite only summoning a light snowfall, Qin He's spiritual energy was greatly depleted. She had just recovered from illness, and after summoning the snowfall, she was very weak and pale.

Struck by lightning and vomiting blood several times, Qin He definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand such torment without the system.

The news reached the palace. The Emperor of Great Yan sipped his tea. Prince He stopped reviewing memorials. Prince Rong also came over after finishing his business with the six ministers. The Emperor of Great Yan looked up.

With a sparkle in his eyes, the Great Yan Emperor waved his hand, looking quite gossipy.

The Crown Prince Rong and the Minister of War walked over. The Emperor of Great Yan glanced at the Crown Prince He and said, "Qin He just summoned snow. I thought the little luck group from the Qin Yan Marquis's mansion would rush over. Alas, for some reason, the little luck group from the Qin Yan Marquis's mansion went to the Rong King's mansion but did not go to deliver luck to Qin He. Only a light snow fell."

Prince Rong sat down, lifting his robe, and scoffed, "Qin Lang went to my residence, and only then did the Little Luck Group lend a hand in summoning. Qin He's expectation of the Little Luck Group's assistance is simply wishful thinking."

This is a villain; the Emperor of Great Yan pulled the Minister of War aside and started arguing with him.

The Minister of War then realized that the Emperor of Great Yan had gotten involved. The Prince Xue's residence did indeed intend to summon him, but Qin He was undecided. After the Emperor of Great Yan made a few sarcastic remarks, the Crown Prince He sent word to the Prince Xue's residence to summon him.

The Emperor of Great Yan tested Qin He's fortune, but the test ended without result.

"So..." the Minister of War asked, "What exactly is going on with this maxed-out fortune value?"

Even if the Great Yan Emperor doesn't take action, if he were to arrange a summoning, he would surely be able to summon rain and snow. That would be the maximum level of good fortune. Qin He's maximum level of good fortune seems to be running out of steam.

Could it be that all that maxed-out luck points were used to open shops and earn silver, leaving summoning skills unusable?!
It must be said that Qin He's shop is quite successful. She makes a lot of money from soap and glass every year. It is precisely because Qin He knows how to make money that she stands out among all the concubine's daughters.

After the Minister of War finished speaking, he glanced at Prince He.

The Emperor of Great Yan also glanced at Prince He, who said, "Why don't we summon him to the palace and ask him?"

The Emperor of Great Yan beckoned, and the Imperial Guards went to Prince Xue's residence.

Prince Xue and Qin He entered the palace together. The Emperor of Dayan sent Prince He to see Qin He. The Minister of War stopped Prince Xue to inquire about the summons. When Qin He saw Prince He in the palace, she was nervous but also a little expectant.

She has exhausted a lot of spiritual energy. It would be good if the Emperor of Great Yan could reward her with something.

In the garden outside the main hall, Prince He didn't mind drinking tea in the cold wind. With his high cultivation and strong stamina, he finally had some free time to rest and drink tea after reviewing memorials for half a day. It would have been even better if the Emperor of Great Yan hadn't ordered a stack of memorials to be placed in front of him. Prince He drank his tea without wanting to look at the memorials. These weren't high-grade spiritual fruits, and they only made him envious.

Qin He wasn't a first-timer to the palace, but she was still somewhat excited and nervous: "Young Master He."

Prince He sat drinking tea, his expression indifferent. Qin He stood there, wearing a white fox demon cloak. She was short and petite, with a smile in her eyes as she looked at Prince He, and a hint of fragility in her gaze.

Qin He didn't want to play the victim, but Prince He had been neglecting her lately.

Qin He couldn't help but feel wronged when she saw Prince He. She pursed her lips, waiting for Prince He to coax her or give her cultivation resources. If that was the case, their unpleasantness would be over, and she would forgive Prince He.

"You only summoned a light snowfall?" Prince He asked.

Qin He pouted: "I used up a lot of spiritual energy."

Qin He was being a little coquettish, but Prince He said, "Where's your maxed-out luck value? Is that all?"

Qin He belatedly realized that Prince He was belittling her. She blinked and said angrily, "What do you mean? I won't summon unless you tell me to. Don't you know I just recovered? If I hadn't been injured several times and my fortune had been diminished, how could I have only summoned Xiao Xue? I am a disciple of the immortal sect."

Prince He remained calm and composed, saying, "Summoning is not allowed, yet you still try to argue your way out of this mess."

"You, you've gone too far." Qin He was burning with anger, her eyes brimming with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall: "All my deep affection for you has been for nothing. I used up my spiritual energy to summon you, and instead of being worried, you came to criticize and mock me."

“Deeply in love?” Prince He beckoned, and a guard appeared. Prince He said, “Go and invite Prince Xue.”

The guards quickly left, and Prince Xue was talking to the Minister of War not far away. They could see each other but could not hear each other. The guards went over to invite him, and Prince Xue came over to see Prince He.

Prince He stood up and said to Qin He, "Repeat what you just said to Prince Xue."

"You, you..." Qin He stammered guiltily, "What did I say?"

She denied it.

Prince Xue was bewildered, not knowing what was going on.

“Since you feel it’s wrong,” said Prince He, “you shouldn’t talk nonsense.”

Deeply in love? Ha, Prince He scoffed.

Prince Xue cupped his hands in greeting: "Prince He, has Qin He done something wrong?"

Prince He was too lazy to waste words and said directly, "Since your fortune is only so-so, don't keep bringing up your fortune. Qin He did nothing wrong, but her words were inappropriate. If Prince Xue wants to know, go home and ask Qin He."

Qin He bit her lip. She wanted to ask Prince He why he had embarrassed her when he hadn't loved her much before. However, with Prince Xue present, Qin He worried that Prince He would embarrass her even more.

Prince Xue, unaware of what was happening, helped the pale-faced Qin He out of the palace.

In this freezing weather, Qin He not only suffered from the cold, but was also scolded when she entered the palace. When she returned home, Qin He cried bitterly and vowed never to speak to Prince He again, severing all ties and never seeing him again.

In the palace, the Emperor of Great Yan said, "My dear minister, you have hurt the one you love." (End of this chapter)